To confirm, I specifically asked Yuwei and the others, but they all said that they only saw a kind of emotion.

I took a deep breath and my face became more and more gloomy.

At this moment, we have become afraid of this strange doll. There is nothing abnormal and there is no external force attached to anything, which is beyond our imagination.

What made us feel even more heart-stirring that when we strongly demanded that the doll be destroyed on the spot, Gu Moru jumped out and opposed it excitedly, saying that this was the doll of his relatives and sister. At that time, the Uncle Fu said that he placed his daughter's doll in his daughter's room in order to commemorate his daughter's daughter's room. Her favorite chair was her favorite, looking at the outside world.

We were a little helpless about Gu Moru who was becoming increasingly unfamiliar with him.

"Let's go, the dragon head-raising ceremony will be held tomorrow. Maybe everyone will have to help you when the time comes, and go back and rest early." Gu Moru's attitude towards us has not changed because of this incident.

"Thanks!"

Just as I walked onto the concrete road, a weak and cowardly voice sounded in our minds. Gu Moru turned around and said to the doll: "No need to thank you, Xiaobao, you will see your little master tomorrow!"

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What the hell?

We looked at each other, the more we thought about it, the more strange we became, but seeing that Gu Moru did not want to explain, we also chose to remain silent and no longer ask questions.

The most important thing is that after previous contact, we absolutely believe in Gu Moru's character. Even if there is the hexagram of the Emperor of Fengdu, I would not doubt him very much!

I couldn't sleep at night, Yuwei and I practiced back to back at night. With the interaction between them, the training effect was very obvious.

At five o'clock in the morning, Gu Moru called us up and took us out of the house without letting us have breakfast.

The center of Gujiazhuang is a huge schoolyard-like place, which is amazingly large and can accommodate at least tens of thousands of people at the same time.

It seems that this is the venue for the dragon head-raising ceremony. Only such a giant can successfully hold such a provincial capital.

"From now on, in the next three days, we will wait here forever until the ceremony is over!" Gu Moru's face was calm, but a strange light flashed in his eyes.

We were a little puzzled. The dragon head-raising ceremony only takes twelve hours, why do we have to wait for three days?

The fat man didn't like to beat around, especially those who were very familiar with him, so he asked out his questions.

Gu Moru was a little surprised. Obviously, he didn't expect that we actually knew a lot about their Gu family's ceremony, but he should have trusted each other like us, so he didn't ask much, just explained.

The ordinary ritual of every year does only take a daytime, but the grand ritual of ten years requires three days and three nights. Of course, most of the time, there is no activity, but all participants need to pray on the spot and dedicate their faith to the ancestor of the Dragon God.

Fang Ruyan frowned obviously, and her eyes swept the scene with a little coldness.

I raised my eyebrows and looked at Fatty Ren Shuai. Damn, we have seen many ghosts and gods, and there were two people present with ghosts and gods, one of the orthodox kings, one of the folk kings of Hell, two kings in charge. But we have not only never seen real gods like Dragon God, but even old men like Grandpa and others have never mentioned it!

If you can really absorb the power of faith, you will definitely have a god position, but whether you are a real god remains to be verified! If you are afraid, it is related to the ghost god, the ghost mother, or some ghost gods.

The ceremony was not complicated, but unexpectedly, the rhythm was different from what we imagined at the beginning. Under the guidance of the female family of Gu, Datong's big buckets of porridge and steamed buns were pushed up.

After the food was in place, the patriarch personally conducted a simple small sacrificial ceremony for offering rice, and then under our eyes, the top of the steamed buns gradually changed color!

Damn, the two thumbs-sized areas on the top of the steamed buns actually turned from milky white pink to Dandan pink!

"I'll go, what a fool?" The fat man shouted in a low voice, alarming the attention of some Gu family members around him. When he heard his rude words, these people glared at him fiercely, as if very dissatisfied with the fat man's disturbance of their sacred ritual.

However, after looking at Gu Moru standing in front of us, these guys twitched their eyelids and closed their open mouths.

"It seems that this dead boy is very prestigious in the Gu family." Fang Ruyan's mouth showed a strange smile again.

Dead boy?

After looking at the indifference in this woman's eyes, we were all a little confused. Is she laughing or scolding?

For some reason, my heart sank again. I was always a little uneasy when I contacted Gu Moru's strangeness before.

Looking at Yuwei, she found that she shook her head slightly, indicating that there was nothing strange about Gu Moru's body.

I felt a little powerless. I thought that my strength had undoubtedly reached the peak of half-step saints. In the world of life, not to mention being invincible, it could definitely be regarded as the most peak group of existences. But what I have encountered recently has become more and more strange, and even my perception and the sky eye could not detect any abnormalities, which made me gradually doubt whether I was too weak or did I think too simple about this world of life?

Fortunately, last time in that space city, after the soul awakened, even though it was still dominated by the character and ideas of this life, after all, there was still the heroic and domineering nature of the previous life.

It is precisely this that allows me to remain calm and calm after facing this increasingly strange experience and the scary hexagram.

While thinking about it, some of the average age of the Gu family, who are definitely over 80 years old, began to distribute breakfast in a solemn manner.

My head was covered in black, and I finally understood why Gu Moru didn't let us have breakfast this morning.

When we received the pink steamed bun, we were a little hesitant. The thing looked clear and no different, and it was still steaming hot, but it gave us a strange feeling that we couldn't harvest clearly.

"Eat, this is the primary condition for attending the ceremony!" Gu Moru suddenly turned his head, his eyes flashed slightly, and he smiled.

His smile was too ritual, gentle and friendly, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

But is this completely incompatible with his personality? For the first twenty years, I have been in the southern ghost world and have almost never seen sunshine. Can you expect him to have a sun-like smile?
Chapter completed!